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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG, by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE Poet's Biography First Line: To-night the stars are wooing, love Last Line: And dreams what loveliness thou art. Subject(s): Love | |||
TO-NIGHT the stars are wooing, love, The moon is full of languishment; Low in the eastern firmament Little, the golden waves above -- My dreams are wand'ring pensive-wise Unto the-bourne of echo-sighs Beneath the stars, within the grove. To-night the rose-leaves fell apart, And at their core the sweet dews dwell, While dreams of echo in the shell Conjures the crimson-scented heart. So, love, thy sweet influence steals Upon me, and my spirit heals, And dreams what loveliness thou art. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD SCINTILLA by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |
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